Abandoned outside the city.

Xiao Xuan stared at the sky-blocking formation, and was shocked. When he released his divine thoughts and checked the situation in the waste capital, a sudden spiritual sense came.

The figure took a few steps back one after another, and Hao Qingtian chased after him, seeing Xiao Xuan’s face pale, “What’s going on? Someone’s spiritual sense has attacked you?”

"I was reckless!" Xiao Xuan's heart was surging, and the other party's mental power was above him, almost traumatizing his spiritual sense.

"There is only one person who can have such spiritual consciousness in the aborted capital, that is, the demon god Tang Sanzang, who is also one of the four great generals."

"The demon god is the main spiritual power, which can kill people invisibly. The young master rashly explores the aborted city, and he should have regarded you as an enemy."

Just finished speaking.

Several figures came in the air and appeared not far from the two of them. Their black robes covered their bodies and their demonic energy spread to the sky.

Xiao Xuan had seen many demon cultivators, who were as powerful as before, and this was the first time he had seen them. Their demonic energy was pure and natural.

The visitor lifted his cloak and smiled, "It turned out to be Commander Hao, who is this person?"

Hao Qingtiandao: "Commander Nan, this is my young master. I have something to do when I go to the abolition capital to find Feng Shen."

Nanbei Tian kept looking at Xiao Xuan, "It turned out that he was looking for the God of Feng, Commander Hao, remind him not to release his spiritual sense in the waste capital, which is easy to misunderstand."

Speaking of this, he paused and continued, "Master Hao, I don't know where your young master comes from."

Hao Qingtian has been in the aborted capital and has never left before. A young man suddenly appeared beside him and he also called him a young master.

The north and south had to feel suspicious. During this period, the destruction was not peaceful. The mysterious forces caused chaos and they infiltrated the destruction in various forms.

As the commander of the demon god, the North and South Heaven have the obligation and responsibility to check every monk who entered the abolished city.

It is impossible that Xiao Xuan would let him into the city without any scruples because he was walking with Hao Qingtian.

After all, Xiao Xuan used his spiritual sense to investigate the abolition of the capital, and his powerful mental power was praised by the demon god, and he said that for the first time in a thousand years, someone could collide with his mental power without dying.

One sentence is enough to show how terrifying Xiao Xuan's mental power is.

"Master Nan, do I still have to explain to you what I do?"

Leave a sentence, Hao Qingtian pulled Xiao Xuan's arm, his figure rose into the air, and flew towards the waste capital.

Nanbei and Tian could only watch the three of them leave, but they were helpless. He and Hao Qingtian were both commanders under the command of the gods, and their status was comparable.

But he was not sure to defeat Hao Qingtian. The title of the little curse god is not a cover. Every curse can be fatal.

He would not attack Hao Qingtian unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Commander, is it just letting her leave like this?"

"It's okay, Hao Qingtian brought him into the aborted capital. If something goes wrong, Feng Shen will deal with it." Nanbei Tian said in a deep voice, "However, Hao Qingtian is becoming more and more arrogant. If you find an opportunity, you must teach her a lesson."

Who can tolerate the commander of the gods and commanders, and always be suppressed by Hao Qingtian?

"Young Master, can your mental power compete with the demon god?"

"It's still a little bit!" Xiao Xuan told the truth.

With his current mental power, if he fights head-on with the demon god, his chances of winning are not very high.

Hao Qing was so beautiful that he said in shock: "That's amazing, too. There are almost no one who has been able to compete with the demons for thousands of years."

Xiao Xuan smiled bitterly and said nothing, but just followed Hao Qingtian quietly. He knew the difference between him and the demon god.

Strong means strong, weak means weak.

The Demon God has been practicing in the Waste City for thousands of years and has been stronger than his current self. He believes that he will surpass the Demon God in time.

After entering the abandoned capital.

Under the leadership of Hao Qingtian, Xiao Xuan and the others appeared in front of a mansion, "Young Master, this is Feng Shen's mansion, I will take you in to see Feng Shen."

From the beginning of entering the mansion, the monks she met saluted Hao Qingtian one after another. It was obvious that she had a high status in the mansion.

A very fat old man walked over. His tonnage was at least 400 kilograms, and his fat body was swaying as he walked.

The old man is not tall, with his breasts exposed, and a huge wine gourd hanging around his waist, which looks very funny.

"Old Zui, is Feng Shen in the mansion?"

The fat old man glanced at Xiao Xuan, "The God of Feng has been waiting for you for a long time. This kid is very brave and dares to use his spiritual sense to detect the use of his abstaining capital. He is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger."

Leave a word, he shook his body and left.

Hao Qingtian found that Xiao Xuan's eyes fell on the fat old man, "Young Master, are you interested in Old Zui?"

Xiao Xuan said: "I'm just a little curious. Is he a sword cultivator?"

Hao Qingtian nodded, "He is a sword cultivator, known as the Drunken Sword Immortal. Don't be deceived by his appearance. His swordsmanship ranks among the top three in the Abandoned Capital."

"It's been a long time since I saw him take his sword."

"The young master found out that something was wrong with him?"

"There's nothing wrong." Xiao Xuan said indifferently, paused, and continued: "I realized that there were at least nine swords in his body. The reason why he was so obese was related to the sword god in his body."

"This has been discovered by the young master!"

Hao Qingtian was a little surprised, "Young Master doesn't know that the Zui Jianxian is one of the most mysterious people in the abolition capital. There are many rumors about him."

"The most outrageous thing is... rumored that he was one of the disciples of the Forbidden God. The reason why he appeared in the Absolute City was because he did something wrong after getting drunk and was exiled to the Absolute City."

"As for the authenticity, there is no way to know. Drunk in the abolition of the Sword God has a better relationship with the Feng Shen. He is taciturn and rarely communicates with others, just drinking alone."

"When you are tired, you will rest on the ruined walls of the abandoned capital. Life is very leisurely."

Xiao Xuan said: "The sword energy released by the nine swords in his body is very chaotic. If you don't find a way to balance it, the sword energy will destroy his body."

This is why Xiao Xuan asked a question like "He is a sword cultivator" before. If it were a sword cultivator, it would be impossible not to know the harm caused to the body of the nine swords.

Hao Qingtian turned around and looked in the direction where the Drunken Sword Immortal left, "Young Master, is it really that serious?"

“It’s serious!”

"Then he..."

"Can the young master resolve the crisis in his body?"

Xiao Xuan paused, "I just found the problem. How to solve it? I still need to meet him to find the technique of balance!"

"Go to see Feng Shen first, and help him if you have the chance."

The three of them walked along the entire mansion and soon came to an ancient pavilion. Hao Qingtian bowed and bowed, "Watch the God of Feng."

A figure appeared in the ancient pavilion, like an immortal walking out of the painting, dressed in white, with an extraordinary temperament.

This is just like this.

He is the God of Feng?
Chapter completed!